Tag: Kathy Finley

Dear (Elton) John, I bought my tickets the moment they went on sale because I wanted to see how wonderful life is while you’re in the world. I grabbed the two best seats available. I’ve been a fan for nearly 50 years – your whole career – and I remember when rock was young. Then [...]

My sister Kathy approached the occasion of her 50th birthday party with unfettered glee. She mingled, hugged, high-fived, sang, chatted, reminisced, tasted, sipped, posed, and, utterly unfazed by the number on the top of her cake, happily wished as she blew out her candles. Unsure which of her favorite two outfits she should wear, Kathy [...]

The story you are about to read is true. The names have not been changed because there are no innocents, just a half-century milestone we’re thrilled to be marking and a legendary party about which some people would prefer we don’t speak. To celebrate properly, and excise old demons, speak we must. Our story begins [...]

Shortly after she completed five straight twice-a-day radiation treatments, my sister Kathy jumped on a plane and headed to Dallas for Super Bowl XLV. "I bonded with my nurses about it," she said. "I sent them a Super Bowl basket of fruit." That weekend, Kathy pulled on her Packers jersey (No. 77, of course) and [...]

More than 30 years after she first started writing it (and singing it all over the house), my mom finally finished a song about my middle little sister. With an assist from an extremely kind teacher at Heid Music, and a lyric or two from my youngest sister Jenny and her daughter Erin (who now [...]